Metropolitan Super Deity

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Fei woke up from his meditation, and the voice of his mother talking to Mu Qingcheng came from the living room.

Ling Fei rubbed his neck, jumped off the bed, opened the door and prepared to go downstairs.

When walking past the bathroom, Ling Fei had a keen sense of hearing and heard the sound of sobbing inside.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, and opened the door. Ling Xiaoqing's small figure was sitting on the toilet sobbing.

Seeing Ling Fei coming in, she immediately stood up in a panic and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

Ling Fei knelt down and touched her little head.

Xiao Qing, why are you crying?

Ling Xiaoqing lowered his head, rubbed the corners of his clothes with his little hands, and refused to speak.

Is your mother beating you?

No.

Ling Xiaoqing shook his little head like a rattle.

Then who bullied you? Tell your brother, and he will help you avenge you.

Like a thief, Ling Xiaoqing raised his head, glanced at Ling Fei secretly, and said:

You can not help me.

Ling Fei chuckled.

You didn't say, how do you know I can't help you? Tell me, I promise to help you get revenge.

Ling Xiaoqing pouted her small mouth, and then reluctantly said:

It's brother Lingfei.

Ah? Did I provoke you?

Ling Fei was speechless.

You didn't bully me, but you bullied my mother. Mom went to deliver yogurt to my brother, but my brother refused, so my mother was very sad.

Ling Fei was startled, frowning tightly.

This is a matter between adults, you are still young, you don't understand.

No, I understand, I know everything!

Ling Xiaoqing looked at Ling Fei stubbornly.

I know that my mother has always liked my brother. She would read his name in her dreams every night, and look at his pictures on her mobile phone every day! Mom's mobile phone doesn't even have a picture of Xiaoqing.

Ling Fei was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer Ling Xiaoqing.

Ling Xiaoqing reached out and grabbed Ling Fei's hand, shaking Ling Fei's arm coquettishly.

Brother Lingfei, can you be my father? Mom really likes you. She thinks about you every day now. Xiaoqing looks so distressed.

Ling Fei stood up and let go of Ling Xiaoqing's hand.

I respect your mother very much. She is four years older than me, but she always protects me and thinks of me. But it is because I respect her that I cannot like her. The identity between us does not allow us to have any You shouldn't have thoughts. You are still young, you don't understand. In the future, don't say such things again.

After saying that, Ling Fei turned and left, leaving Ling Xiaoqing behind, biting her thin lips, tears rolling in her eyes.

Walking out of the bathroom, at the end of the corridor, the door of Ling Yue's room just opened, and the two of them were at both ends of the corridor, looking at each other, hesitating to speak.

Ling Yue's eye circles were slightly red, and it seemed that she had just cried for a short time, which made people feel distressed.

But Ling Fei knew that he shouldn't have any pity, and shouldn't give her any thoughts.

Don't look at me all the time, it's useless and there won't be any results.

He turned around and went downstairs, ignoring Ling Yue.

Downstairs, Jiang Yingxue and Mu Qingcheng were chatting with their mother. The two daughters were like little padded jackets. They made Ling's mother laugh and laugh, not to mention how happy they were.

Seeing Ling Fei coming down, Ling's mother immediately waved to Ling Fei and said:

Son, we were talking about marriage just now. When are you going to get married?

Ling Fei smiled lightly and said:

I told them before that after Yanjing came back, they would prepare for the wedding, but something happened later, so it was delayed for a while. Now it seems that it is time.

After Ling Fei said this, both women were too shy to raise their heads.

Mother Ling was very happy.

That's going to be a good one. Back then, when I married your father, I didn't even have a banquet, and my mother was at a loss. When it comes to my daughter-in-law, no matter what, I can't leave any regrets!

Don't worry, I won't be willing to let the two of them be wronged.

Mother Ling's eyes brightened.

Then let's look at the wedding dress first. My mother always wants to see a beautiful wedding dress in her dreams! It's just right, I will also add the wedding photos of me and your father.

Ling Fei smiled bitterly and said:

Mom, do you want to marry me, or do you want to hold a make-up wedding for you and dad?

Mother Ling waved her hand.

Don't worry, I won't steal your limelight. The most I want is to make up a wedding photo with your dad.

Well, I don't know which bridal shop in Jiangbei is better, I'll call and ask.

Ling Fei contacted Chu Wenhu, Chu Wenhu flattered immediately, and wanted to personally arrange the best wedding photo studio for Ling Fei, and immediately send someone to pick Ling Fei up.

Half an hour later, three Bentleys stopped at the door of Mu's villa.

Old man, hurry up and go to see the wedding dress!

Ling's mother was as happy as a child, she dragged Ling's father and ran away, and got into the first car.

Ling Fei smiled helplessly, and said softly to the two women:

Let's go too.

Um.

The two women whispered, nodded, and shyly followed Ling Fei into the car.

Ling Yue looked a little sad, and pulled Ling Xiaoqing into the third car.

After the car drove out of the community, a Volkswagen Santana at the gate of the community followed immediately.

Ling Fei and the others soon came to the city center. A bridal shop named Nobility, located on top of Jiangbei Building, occupied the top six floors. Its scale alone was comparable to a large shopping mall in a small county town. .

Chu Wenhu personally brought the owner of the bridal shop to greet her at the door.

Mr. Ling, you are here.

Um.

Ling Fei nodded, Ling's mother glanced at the side and couldn't help frowning:

Why is there no one in this bridal shop? Isn't it bad?

Chu Wenhu couldn't laugh or cry.

Mrs. Ling, Mr. Ling is here to take wedding photos. We must clear all the customers and serve Mr. Ling exclusively.

Oh! So that's it! Old man, come in quickly, no one will fight with us today, let's take a few more photos.

Ling's mother pulled Ling's father and walked in. Chu Wenhu was a little puzzled.

Ling Fei explained with a smile:

My mother also wants to take a wedding photo. You can send a group of people to take two photos of them. We will take a look first.

So that's it, okay, I'll get ready right away.

Chu Wenhu ordered the owner of the bridal shop to take care of Ling Fei's parents, while he led a team of people to serve Ling Fei.

Several people came to the floor dedicated to wedding dresses. Mu Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue saw hundreds of wedding dresses, their eyes widened, and they immediately stepped forward to choose wedding dresses.

Ling Fei was waiting behind. He was not very interested in these things.

Ling Xiaoqing couldn't help but push her mother.

Mom, why don't you go and see it too.

Ling Yue smiled, but didn't say much.

Her eyes were always on Ling Fei and never moved away. She didn't want much, just looking at Ling Fei from a distance was enough.

But at this time, there was a figure in her eyes. Ling Yue frowned, and a bad feeling came over her heart. Without a moment's hesitation, she immediately took steps towards Ling Fei.